Lows.

she gets me then she doesn't.
i love her but fuck do i hate her at the same time.
he told me to wash away the past and say goodbye to blade imprints and too many tears.
it's a bitterness that can not be tamed from not even the most organic things that surround me. it's safe to say that I've been sneaking out of my bed late at night and gathering up the memories that no longer let me stay asleep.
I just don't know what to do with it all.
Shoe boxes can't hold them anymore.
my hearts become too bait.
Pieces of writing leave too much detail out.